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Oct 2012
Words fill the air with an air of uncertainty.
Uncertain as a calm sky, how peaceful and quiet.
Tis either the break before the storm,
Or the ending of a downpour.

A newsflashes like lightening, and strikes the mind.
Piercing to the core of developed thoughts.
How at first the words were considered dreadful,
Reality is made known and it turns to something beautiful.

The drenching nature of the news causes growth.
It provides fuel to overcome a broken heart.
There are only three obstacles to overcome in life:
The good, the bad, and the undefined.
Matthias
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